Sacrifice

Chapter Six

Angelita picked up the sandwich from her tray and took a small bite, followed by a sip of milk. She then looked at Crybaby who hadn't been paying attention to anything. When they made eye contact, Angelita put down the milk.

Crybaby thought of something to say. "Do I look okay today? I'm just a little self-conscious and shit, you know?" She asked Angelita as she adjusted the bottom of her skirt. Angelita used this as an opportunity to look at her entire body, "Yeah, of course you look okay. You look amazing," She responded. Crybaby smiled as she observed. Angelita seemed confused but returned the smile. "Are you going to keep eating?" Crybaby asked and pointed to Angelita's tray.

"Why? Do you want it?" Angelita pushed the tray toward her.

"No. Do you?" Crybaby pushed it back. Angelita felt a bit of nervous, "No..."

"Then why did you get it?"

"Uh, I... I just changed my mind," Angelita spoke too fast to think before she did so. Crybaby stared at her for a minute, being reminded of Fleur for some reason. She hoped Angelita wouldn't have the same problem Fleur had before; the way she looked was not an issue. Sometimes Angelita thought it was. She wondered if she could fix the problem by 'fixing' the way she looked. Because anything would be better than coming clean to Crybaby.

"You okay?" Crybaby asked, watching Angelita overthink.

"Yeah," Angelita said as she snapped out of it.

"Need anything?"

"No?"

"No... toilet paper?" Crybaby asked letting a smile grow on her face. Both of them burst into laughter. "Shut up," Angelita scoffed jokingly. Crybaby sighed and rested her chin on her palm, a slight grin still remaining on her face. Angelita looked back at her tray, now consumed in her own feelings again. Feelings that will never be let free and will never be returned. Angelita started to frown while sinking into her thoughts.

While Angelita was lost in thought, Crybaby took the chance to steal a glance at Ben from a few tables away. She looked around to soon find him sitting at a table surrounded by boys who were looking at the girls standing at the other side of the cafeteria. They were laughing, hooting, being obnoxious. Ben didn't seem to have much fun with that, and maybe that's what Crybaby was so fond of. He wasn't stereotypical. He was simply one of a kind, and he was completely comfortable with it. That and how he was the softest, sweetest and most affectionate boy she'd ever come across.

Crybaby turned her attention back to Angelita and sighed, "Will you tell me what's bothering you yet?" She asked.

"Nope," Angelita replied dryly.

Crybaby scoffed quietly, "Alright. Remember I'm here for you, Lita. I'll be here for you no matter what."